At about 2 pm yesterday I realized I knew exactly what I wanted to eat for breakfast, 18 hours in advance. Clue: it rhymes with “stench roast” but is like 1000xxx better….
FRENCH TOAST
After all this carb loading I had very little time to run, but it was totally worth it! I took a quick couple of climbs up the zoo hill. I really loathe hill workouts…maybe if I pair them with syrup-coated breakfasts I will be more inspired to complete them.
You know who else is inspiring? Miriam! Ran right into her on my route. I tend to gravitate toward people who wake up before 6 am and make them my friends. She was nice enough to pose for an inspirational photo.
The incline isn’t so steep, but it goes on for at least half a mile. Ugh! Luckily I had Kings of Leon to help me bust a move up this baby.
I felt like my short run today wasn’t much of a workout…but then I realized I probably broke more of a sweat than an Olympic sprinter! Check this out:
One time I knitted an entire scarf in two days…who knew I was getting a workout in while doing so? Screw the pole valut and pick up your needles, people! Or even better, get down on your knees and pray for a beautiful Wednesday.